Too Different Girls

Wherever you linger and all you despise
When making big decisions over ketchup and fries
My eyes will find their way to the back of the room
Where you sit 
Where I only hope you ponder me
Your red smudge markings and joyful teeth
Butter-knives knifing my margarine heart
You have the most 
Beauty-full smile
I replied with nothing more than a feeling
A confession miles wide

Yes I need some new
To remove the dry
To water the grass
It's only distance but
It's different

If I had one wish granted
I would not wish for wings
What is flight
Without direction
But up up and awry 

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Written by Spencer MacEachern
November 8th 2004